Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

It seemed that Chen Simei knew something. Or perhaps, she herself was the murderer of the original owner?

Two women were fighting for a husband, so it would be reasonable to say that they were a spendthrift and murdered for love.

Or maybe, the Chen family used her to deal a blow to the Song family?

The original owner was extremely favored in the Song family. If something happened to her, the Song family would be seriously injured and there would be a rift between them and the Jiang family. Such a situation would undoubtedly be beneficial to the Chen family.

And in the plot, the Chen family did join the male protagonist and became a member of his camp...

Song Nianru thought to himself that it seemed necessary to investigate the Song family secretly.

At this time, the lights in the Paramount were flashing and the aroma of wine was everywhere. The songs and dances on the stage had already changed. In the dance floor, people were dressed in elegant clothes and dancing gracefully, and laughter and joy were heard one after another.

Song Nianru was the only one who remained calm and composed, rejecting all the men's invitations and drinking alone. Her aloof demeanor only drew a lot of glances from the crowd.

After playing for a while, Song Nianru sent Caiyun back to the Jiang family in a rickshaw.

She wants to walk alone.

For Song Nianru, sometimes only in this way can one truly feel the breath of a city, or truly touch a small world or a life.

And not just play a role in it.

This is a habit that Song Nianru has developed unconsciously after traveling through so many small worlds.

The night breeze is slightly cool.

On the wide road, the number of pedestrians gradually decreased and the voices gradually quieted down.

A slender figure from behind, wearing a dark green cheongsam.

Slender white fingers held a dark green umbrella, and high heels tapped on the bluestone road, making a rhythmic and crisp sound: "Click, click, click, click..."

This scene, like a beautiful silhouette of time, is deeply integrated into the night.

Suddenly, a few dull clapper sounds were heard in the distance, breaking the stillness of the night. Then came the rough shouts of the night watchman:

"It's the third night! Bang, bang, bang, bang! It's dry, be careful with fire...it's dry, be careful with fire!"

Although this sounded very ordinary, Song Nianru frowned slightly.

It was because this sound was clearly mixed with the sound of gunfire!

She paused, her ears twitched slightly—yes! The faint "bang bang bang" sound was the sound of an old-fashioned revolver.

Song Nianru quickly slipped into an alley nearby, and then a person suddenly fell from the wall and landed right at her feet.

It's a woman.

The woman looked up in panic. Beneath her loose hair lay a simple little face, her large eyes filled with vigilance.

Song Nianru couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

Oh, isn’t this Yu Linglong who was singing and dancing on the stage just now?

However, Yu Linglong at this moment was completely different from her previous image of heavily made-up and alluring charm. She was dressed in a neat black outfit, with no makeup on her face, which made her look much younger.

The temperament is completely different too.

"Miss Song...?"

Yu Linglong obviously recognized Song Nianru and shouted with difficulty. Song Nianru was not surprised. After all, she had just caused a scene at the Paramount.

"You are..." Song Nianru smiled slightly, leaned over and asked in a low voice:

“Escape?

Yu Linglong bit her lip and nodded: "I stole something from a foreigner."

Song Nianru raised her eyebrows: "Are you injured?"

Yu Linglong gasped for a few times, covering the wound on her waist tightly with her hands, and blood oozed out from between her fingers.

She nodded, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, gritted her teeth, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes:

"Miss Song, please leave here! They are a bunch of beasts. If... they find out you're with me, they might arrest you too!"

Song Nianru said calmly: "I'm not afraid."

Yu Linglong smiled bitterly:

"Forget it, that's for ordinary people. Do you think the Song family can really protect you against foreigners? My friend back then..."

She suddenly stopped talking, pushed Song Nianru away, covered her wound, and staggered towards another alley.

Then there was a chaotic sound of footsteps quickly chasing towards the place where her figure disappeared.

At the same time, several foreigners wearing coats and cowboy hats suddenly rushed out from the alley where Song Nianru was, followed by several short people who looked very much like Japanese.

These people held a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, shooting everywhere in the alley and shouting nonsense.

"Got it, here, here!"

Suddenly, there were several foreigners shouting in the distance, and soon there was a woman's angry shout. At the same time, several flashlights at the alley entrance also shone on Song Nianru.

She clearly heard a sound of people gasping for breath.

"Yoshi, Flower Girl! Big Flower Girl~~"

But before they could finish shouting, Song Nianru disappeared from her spot in a split second. The next second, she appeared precisely behind the group of foreigners opposite Yu Linglong.

The moment she appeared, Song Nianru already had a small, exquisite pistol in each hand, each equipped with a silencer. "Puff, puff, puff, puff~" After a few muffled gunshots, the group of foreigners fell to the ground one by one without even having time to turn around.

Yu Linglong looked at Song Nianru in astonishment. She looked like a god of death in front of her, her mouth wide open, and she forgot to close it.

After a long time, he stretched out his bloody hand, gave Song Nianru a thumbs up, and whispered:

"As expected of the eldest daughter of the Song family, thank you for saving me... If possible, give me the gun and leave quickly. Don't let the foreigners find out that it was you who did this."

Song Nianru reloaded both guns with bullets, then slowly took out a handkerchief from her pocket (space) and wiped off her fingerprints on the guns. Then she wrapped the handkerchiefs and stuffed both guns into Yu Linglong's arms:

"I can only help you up to this point."

After saying this, the graceful figure quickly disappeared into the night again.

After leaving Yu Linglong's sight, Song Nianru's figure disappeared again, and then appeared behind the group of people at the alley entrance.

The same two guns in hand, the same quick and decisive method of killing - one shot, one kill, leaving no one alive.

She hated the arrogance of those Japanese men just now. This was Dragon Country land. Why did they have the right to shoot and arrest people whenever they wanted? They even dared to molest women. This was what they deserved.

After killing the people, Song Nianru didn't care about the corpses on the ground, and walked back to the Jiang family calmly and leisurely.

The next morning, Song Nianru had just gotten up when she found the "Republic Daily" on the table. The cover had a big headline printed on it:

"Several foreigners were found dead in an alley late at night. The police are desperately searching for the murderer."

Song Nianru shrugged, picked up the newspaper and threw it aside, then started eating breakfast by herself - the food allowances given by the Jiang family to the eldest young master and the eldest young mistress were quite good.

Well, the shredded chicken rolls are soft and delicious, and the West Lake beef soup is also quite delicious.

Finally being able to enjoy delicious food again – it feels so good to have my sense of taste restored!